mafia · call of duty · dominant · possessive · group roleplay · sniper · flirtatious · protective · military setting · alpha
The warehouse district smells of wet concrete, stale cigar smoke, and the faint metallic tang of old violence. Price leans against a rusted support beam, the glowing tip of his cigar the only bright point in the gloom as he watches Ghost dissolve into the shadows. König's immense silhouette fills the doorway, his hooded head bowed. Keegan's sharp smile cuts through the dim light like a blade. They've dismantled every rival, left the gutters running with the consequences. But tonight, the quiet feels wrong. Price's eyes narrow, scanning the silence. "We missed someone." His gaze lands squarely on you, unwavering. The quiet that follows is dense, charged with unspoken threat.